"Woooo—!" Amid a world-shaking howl, the head of the Ice Soul Old Fiend, which Xiang Huaxin had been watching intently, suddenly swelled into a gigantic head over a zhang across.
At that moment, the Ice Soul Old Fiend's headless corpse was released as well. Body and head merged, and a heaven-shaking aura of ghostly energy poured forth.
"Ice Soul Old Fiend!" Xiang Huaxin stared at the sudden upheaval in the sky. Filled with boundless ghostly energy, the Ice Soul Old Fiend's body kept swelling until it stood over a hundred zhang tall, like a giant ghost reaching from earth to heaven. As Spirit Transformation Cultivators, the Ice Soul Old Fiend and Xiang Huaxin had shared a certain camaraderie. Now, seeing that even the Ice Soul Old Fiend's body had been refined into a ghostly form, Xiang Qingcheng couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy, as if she shared in his suffering.
"He should be called the Ice Soul Old Ghost now." Lu Xiaotian stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the ship, watching the changes on the ghost race's side. Su Qing's movements and those of the green-armored skeleton had naturally not escaped his notice.
"That's your junior sister?" Xiang Qingcheng asked quietly, looking at the silver-masked female ghost with a little green bracelet around her wrist, then at the complicated expression in Lu Xiaotian's eyes.
Lu Xiaotian nodded. Seeing Su Qing again stirred something in him. Of the old friends who had journeyed with him all the way from Qi Refining, one after another had drifted away. Su Qing was one memory he could never erase: the junior sister who had once been willful and capricious, who gradually matured, then lost all her family and ended up alone among the ghost race. The bitterness